Xia Lishuang was graceful and seemed to be accustomed to this situation: "Miss Wen, although you are good-looking and ingenious, but this king is only here for food today, and he has no intention of going back to the snow, please go back......"

Wen Ranran held her chin with her right hand, and a pair of fox eyes that flashed with cleverness at all times stared at him, as if she was fascinated: "Although I know that you are definitely not for the food, you are good looking and say anything." ”

“……”

The tall guard behind Xia Lishuang was wondering whether to arrest this girl who spoke blushing and heartbeating, but the prince was so calm, what if he was so good.

Qianyu, who looked nervous, still couldn't hold her breath anymore, and was ready to scold this little girl.

But Wen Ranran seemed to know what Qianyu was going to say, and her white and tender little hand held her chin and laughed: "Qianyu, you are also a big boss, you know a little bit about wind and snow, in case I am your housemother in the future, how many pairs of small shoes do you have to wear!" ”

Qian Yu looked at Wen Ranran strangely and cautiously: "How do you know my name?" ”

When Xia Lishuang heard this, the patience in her heart finally disappeared, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she was about to speak, when she heard Wen Ranran say something again.

"That's right! The carriage you're waiting for won't come! And the bad guys out there, you may not be able to beat them. ”

……

The faces of the three people on the other side suddenly froze. This girl is not simple, how do you know that they are waiting for the carriage?

Before Xia Lishuang attacked, interrogating this little girl of unknown origin, Wen Ranran took another sip of wine.

"You see, if we are fated, we will all rush together."

If you want to die by yourself, why are you still pulling the cushion. This is what Xia Lishuang's master and servant are thinking at this moment.

The three masters and servants were about to go crazy, but Wen Ranran slowly put the wine jug in her hand on the ground under her feet, pushed it gently, and rolled out with a grunt.

The three of them jumped vigilantly, popping out two or three meters away, and the two servants of Qianyu tightly isolated Xia Lishuang behind them, looking at Wen Ranran with murderous eyes.

"Hahaha, look at the scare of you. Don't panic, it's time to come. Wen Ranran has died so many times, and every time I can see the different reactions of the three masters and servants, it is really the fate of Meow, I don't know what reaction I can see next time, Wen Ranran actually has some expectations.

At this moment, on the horizon, a dark cloud covered the bright moon in the sky, and a cold wind came from nowhere, blowing out the two red lanterns at the door.

"It's coming!"

The smile on Wen Ranran's face disappeared, but a chilling cold light burst out from her eyes.

Xia Lishuang became more and more unable to understand the woman in front of her. Just now she was like a naughty little girl, but now she is like a female rakshasa who wants to fight hard.

"Lord be careful!"

Before the words fell, he heard Qian Yu shout angrily, and a cold light exploded in his hand, and he actually pulled out the sword in his hand at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and stabbed it in the direction of the window.

Bite.

There was a crunch.

No one knew how a pitch-black sword blade came in from outside the window, and it collided with Qianyu's sword, just like black ink staining the water, instantly devouring the opponent's sword qi.

What!

Qianyu's face was full of disbelief.

He was already one of the best sword masters in the world, but the other party actually cracked his sword style in an instant.

What's even more terrifying.

The figure hidden behind the black sword was as fast as a ghost, and the person followed the sword, and a reflexive kick had been heavily imprinted on Qianyu's chest, and he kicked the latter out of the air, hitting the pillar on the side, and the long sword in his hand clanged and rolled down.

Burst!

Thousand Feathers' blood spurted out, and horror surged into his eyes.

"You!" He glared at the black death-like figure, "You are the [Shadow Yama]!" ”